The self-avowed hookers in an alleged father-son sex-trafficking ring have begun taking the stand on their pimps’ behalf, regaling a packed Manhattan courtroom with sunny details of the fabulous employee benefits of being a prostitute.

Cars, their own furnished homes in Allentown, Pa., ski and beach vacations, and a four-year all-expenses-paid maternity leave: these were among the benefits of turning $300 tricks in limousine back seats and ritzy Manhattan hotel rooms for Vincent George, Jr. and Sr., two women testified yesterday

“Did anyone named George force you to become a ho?” defense lawyer Howard Greenberg asked Heather Keith, 26, of Jamestown, NY, who answered “No.”

“Did anyone named George force you to stay a ho?” the lawyer asked, again getting the same answer, “No.”

And the benefits package was great, Danielle Geissler, 31, said lovingly of George Jr., who she called her sweetheart, her employer, her “daddy,” and the doting father of her 8-year-old daughter.

“We all had our own houses,” Geissler testified, with a flick of her long, highlighted hair.

“We had several cars, each of us,” she said, smiling as she mentioned her 1999 BMW and her 1995 Nissan Maxima.

She gave a bright “Yes!” when defense lawyer David Epstein asked her if the homes were furnished, and had “kitchen appliances.”

Manhattan sex-trafficking prosecutors claim the Georges threatened and humiliated their ring of sex slaves — but Geissler’s testimony described a triple-X polygamous paradise.

“We all took care of each other,” Geissler enthused, sitting on the witness stand in a cleavage-hiding beige pants suit.

“Meaning me and his other girlfriends,” she explained, describing George Jr.’s Allentown-based stable of several blondes, who she said also called each other “wife-in-laws” and “bitches.”

At least a third leggy member of the Georges’ harem, and possibly a fourth and fifth, are slated to take the stand on their pimps’ behalf by week’s end.

When defense lawyers asked Keith about a tattoo of a bar code and George Jr.’s street name, “King Kobe,” that she wears across her neck — she’s seven months pregnant by another man who apparently did not deserve a tattoo — she brushed it off.

“It was my choice,” she said. “Because I cared about him. It was my way to show him that I cared about him, that I loved him.”

Sure, like any family they all fought sometimes, she said.

“We had our ups and downs, but for the most part I loved him,” Geissler told assistant district attorney John Temple, head of the Manhattan DA’s sex-trafficking unit.